I think one of the reasons male rock musicians and sex workers get along (and we do, believe you me, rock dudes have historically been the demographic proven to be happiest to go out with me after I tell them what I do, other artists being a close second) is that if they’re to any degree successful (I’m not talking chart topping, I’m talking like “tours nationally”) and attractive they understand the peculiarity of people falling in love with this marketable decontextualized idea of you.

Male rock musicians are often times objectified by their fans, by groupies.  I don’t think it does them as much harm as it does women, living in a patriarchal society and all, but I think they have a sense of the discomfort that comes with being the object of desire when that desire is alienated from your actual identity, which means that they relate to the experience of doing sex work significantly better than most dudes.

I think one of the reasons a lot of rockstars haven’t been terribly kind to their groupies is that they feel objectified.  They’re in a position of power, and yet they are also without question in these cases an object of desire for the consumption of the female gaze.  They don’t have the language or cultural context to explain what’s going on and they lash out like we’d do if we weren’t afraid of our street harassers, like we do when men send us lewd shit on the internet… but they sleep with the groupies anyway, I suspect because cultural norms about masculinity make it shameful for a man to decline sex with an attractive woman based on her behavior. 

Which isn’t to excuse their behavior, it’s still fucking fucked up, but I think it shows some interesting things about objectification